The firewood crackled, and sparks burst out from time to time.

Before we knew it, the long night entered the darkest time before dawn, and the breeze brought a few rooster crows from somewhere.

As the rooster crows, it is dawn, and hundreds of ghosts are hiding, and Nie Xiaoqian needs to leave.

Wang Lin felt regretful and stood up with the wall.

His body was not clear, and he was injured and bleeding a lot. He was very weak. He felt sweaty on his forehead just by holding the wall.

Nie Xiaoqian stood up with Yaqian Tianzong in her hand and said, "Since you can't go back for the time being, then let's recover from your injuries in this temple first."

When Wang Lin learned that Wang Qiongying was missing halfway, he immediately left the Wang family with the rhetoric of returning to Shaolin Temple. Now he has killed many Dongchang men, and Cao Yuxuan has held it in his hands again. It is difficult to go back to the Wang family at this time. Staying at the mountain god’s face to nourish the spirit is the best choice.

The Mountain Temple has long been dilapidated and there are no houses nearby, so it is unlikely that someone will break in and disturb you.

The living conditions in the mountain temple are a little worse, but with the dry food and water brought to him by Nie Xiaoqian, I won’t be hungry.

"Miss Nie, I'm so kind..." Before leaving, Wang Lin wandered around, not knowing what to say.

"You don't need to say more about polite words. You should concentrate on recuperating your injuries and get better as soon as possible. I will come again tomorrow night to discuss saving Qiongying." Nie Xiaoqian was impatient to hear Wang Lin's words about those mother-in-law and mother, interrupted him, said a few words directly, and raised his sword and left the mountain temple.

As for the remnant Cao Yuxuan, his limbs were dislocated and tied up with a dry vine, and he had long lost the ability to do evil.

Wang Lin looked at the night that was about to fall, muttered "heroes" and sat down.

After not sleeping all night, he was already exhausted. He took the Shaolin Xiaohuandan he carried with him, concentrated his mind and energy, and began to meditate and exercise his skills.

Shaolin Xiaohuan Dan has the effects of stopping bleeding and producing muscles, strengthening the Yuanyang, strengthening the muscles and bones, warming the Dantian, and nourishing the spirit. It is a rare holy medicine for healing.

The antidote for cold poison has been used, and Shaolin Xiaohuandan assists in healing the wound. Wang Lin believes that with his skills, his injuries will heal within five days.

Although five days are still too long, he wished he could go to Wang Qiongying now, but he knew in his heart that it was useless to be anxious at this critical moment. Using qigong to heal the wound and force the poison, and striving to recover as soon as possible is the top priority.

Otherwise, with the help of the poor body, whether it is to save Miss Ninth or resist the possible pursuers of the East Factory, etc., everything will be a false talk.

The sun rises eastward, spreading thousands of golden lights, and Wang Lin is focused on closing his eyes and exerting his skills to heal his wounds.

The golden crow fell in the evening, and the clouds were dyed with red clouds. Wang Lin was in a bright state of mind and closed his eyes and used his skills to heal his wounds until night fell.

While Wang Lin was looking forward, Nie Xiaoqian came quietly in the dew.

The first thing is to interrogate Cao Yuxuan all the details about Wang Qiongying's robbery, and constantly interrogate and repeat it, which makes Cao Yuxuan unable to even want to lie.

The second thing is to discuss how to save Wang Qiongying and make a plan as complete as possible.

After completing these two aspects, they talked about Cihua novels for a while, and the two talked about martial arts.

Strictly speaking, it was Wang Lin who said it, Nie Xiaoqian listened.

Given Nie Xiaoqian's lack of martial arts knowledge, she can only act as a listener.

Wang Qiongying didn't like to dance with swords and guns since she was a child. Wang Lin, who was good at being a teacher, learned martial arts, but heroes were useless. With a novice like Nie Xiaoqian, he seemed to have met a confidant, and he talked endlessly about the various martial arts knowledge he knew.

Of course, Wang Lin knew nothing about Nie Xiaoqian's skill in pointing acupoints. First, he talked about the major meridians, hundreds of acupoints, and tips for pointing acupoints in the human body.

Then there are the martial arts of various sects in the world, including the 72 unique skills of Shaolin. As long as he has some understanding, he will make comments on everything in detail.

Then he ran away from home since childhood and traveled around the world.

Martial arts are undoubtedly what Nie Xiaoqian is most interested in.

She listened with relish and mentioned the "Sword Way of Swordsmanship in a flash" she was practicing.

While practicing palm techniques and fingering techniques, Wang Lin has learned several Shaolin sword techniques with the idea of ​​learning from other things. Although he has not focused on studying, one method is known to all methods, and it may not be comparable to the true swordsmanship in swordsmanship. However, with his extensive knowledge in swordsmanship, he is still more than enough to guide Nie Xiaoqian.

As the master led the door, with Wang Lin's meticulous guidance, Nie Xiaoqian's practice in "The Sword of the Sword" finally came into the hall, no longer limited to that "The Stroke of the Ghost Slash".

This took three days.

On the fourth night, Wang Lin was already in good spirits and no longer had to breathe after talking for a long time.

Seeing Nie Xiaoqian arrive on time, Wang Lin said happily: "In another half a day, I can force out all the residual poisons in my body."

The disease comes like a mountain of falls, the disease goes like a thread to remove the poison, and it is even more so because of Wang Lin's deep skills, which makes him so quickly.

In fact, Wang Lin is indeed very skeleton-like and is a natural martial arts genius.

He opened the Ren and Du meridians at the age of eighteen, and also attracted much attention in the genius Zen Martial Arts. The two unique skills of the Dali Vajra Finger and the Dali Vajra Palm were successfully completed last year. Although his achievements were not obvious, he was still rated as a first-class expert by Yinyuan Feng's rating list, ranking 29th in the Central Plains Martial Arts.

The reason why he was so embarrassed when chasing Cao Yuxuan was that he was poisoned first, and was knocked out by his anger. He took action regardless of the cold poison on his body and hated him. Even the cold poison attacked his heart. He could not exert 50% of his ten success power, which made his 29th Central Plains martial arts ranking a little unworthy of his reputation.

When talking about Yinyuan Fengju List, Wang Lin seemed to be quite distracted.

"The masters on the Yinyuan Fengjuan List are not considered real masters. As far as Wang Lin knows, there is also a saying of innate masters on the Fengjuan List. However, innate masters have always been seen but not the tail. Even the omnipresent Yinyuan Association cannot catch their scales and claws."

When Wang Lin said this, he smiled and quietly glanced at Nie Xiaoqian.

Because before this, Nie Xiaoqian was such a "innate master" who had reached the state of primitiveness and no end to the dragon.

No one would think that Nie, who can write poems, lyrics and novels, is actually a ghost. Fortunately, I wanted to spy on her whereabouts before, but I didn’t think that I had a mortal body with my naked eyes. If she didn’t want to let her see, even if she stood in front of me, she wouldn’t know it.

Nie Xiaoqian, who once dreamed of practicing martial arts and traveling around the world, was already fascinated by Wang Lin's secrets in martial arts and did not notice his gaze.

When she heard something confused, she spoke and asked: "Masters are divided into congenital and acquired. Acquired, if you open the two meridians of the mission, you are a first-class master in the acquired world. So what is a congenital master?"

Wang Lin scratched his head a little annoyed, because the innate masters he knew also came from hearsay. After considering it, he said concisely: "It is said that innate masters can lead the vital energy of heaven and earth through the orifices, temper the body, cut off hair, tendons, wash marrow and change blood until the Vajra is indestructible, and the innate true energy is endless, and he can be called a land god."

"There is also a saying of the land god?" Nie Xiaoqian asked curiously.

"It is said that the land gods have various magical powers, and they can fly by the emptiness of the wind, even when they practice to the extreme, and they can fly by the emptiness of the wind." Wang Lin nodded and said enviously, "Miss Nie is a ghost body, floating, but it is similar to the land gods' magical power of the emptiness of the wind."

Nie Xiaoqian, who was listening to the spirit of Zhengding, did not hear the true meaning of Wang Lin's words. She just shook her head slightly and replied: "By the void and the wind are the innate ability of ghosts, and they cannot be considered a true magical power."

That's another night.

On the fifth day, when the setting sun was gone, Nie Xiaoqian rushed to the mountain temple.

Several days have passed, and I really don’t know how Wang Qiongying is currently in the process. She is still alive. She is worried and can’t bear it.

But when she arrived at the mountain temple, she found that the mountain temple was surrounded by a large number of people from the rivers and lakes, and Wang Lin was unaware of his life and death.
Chapter completed!